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tampered2008-09-15 09:26 am
actingelegantly.livejournal.com) wrote in tampered2008-09-15 09:26 am
Belated Log!
When; Think back.. back! To the milkshake water curse
Rating; Probably PG-13 to be safe.
Characters; Michiru, Haruka
Summary; It's a date, but it's not. Time for serious talks along a very whimsical beach.
Log; Walking along the beach with Haruka had always been one of Michiru's favorite things to do. What's more, thanks to their duties as sailor senshi, it had often been a rare event, and thus all the more special. But today the magic wasn't there. The wind didn't carry gentle, playful breezes. Instead it felt especially dry and cold. And there were no soft whispers of the waves upon the shore, only the crinkling sound of sloshing ice particles from the milkshake sea the water had become.
Changed. Like I've changed as well. And Haruka....
But that wasn't really accurate. Haruka hadn't changed at all. That, in fact, was part of the problem. She hadn't realized how much Haruka had matured in her time, how much difference such a seemingly small time could make. A shiver came over her that had nothing to do with the cold. Could it be that if Haruka hadn't grown in her own time, she would have done this in her world as well? Was she really that kind of person?
She looked out at the strange milkshake swells, as if asking it to help give her a way to touch on the subjects she wanted. But of course, it didn't answer back. She wasn't the Soldier of Milkshakes after all.
"It's not as picturesque today, is it?"
Rating; Probably PG-13 to be safe.
Characters; Michiru, Haruka
Summary; It's a date, but it's not. Time for serious talks along a very whimsical beach.
Log; Walking along the beach with Haruka had always been one of Michiru's favorite things to do. What's more, thanks to their duties as sailor senshi, it had often been a rare event, and thus all the more special. But today the magic wasn't there. The wind didn't carry gentle, playful breezes. Instead it felt especially dry and cold. And there were no soft whispers of the waves upon the shore, only the crinkling sound of sloshing ice particles from the milkshake sea the water had become.
Changed. Like I've changed as well. And Haruka....
But that wasn't really accurate. Haruka hadn't changed at all. That, in fact, was part of the problem. She hadn't realized how much Haruka had matured in her time, how much difference such a seemingly small time could make. A shiver came over her that had nothing to do with the cold. Could it be that if Haruka hadn't grown in her own time, she would have done this in her world as well? Was she really that kind of person?
She looked out at the strange milkshake swells, as if asking it to help give her a way to touch on the subjects she wanted. But of course, it didn't answer back. She wasn't the Soldier of Milkshakes after all.
"It's not as picturesque today, is it?"